Singing in the Dark Times

Singing in the Dark Times

In the dark times Will there also be singing? Yes, there will also be singing About the dark times. Bertolt Brecht Even the splotches of rusty orange and russet punctuating the lacework of bare branches have turned now to brown leaf-carpet.  They were what remained of...
Gold in the Darkness

Gold in the Darkness

We recently held a retreat at Rolling Ridge, “Finding the Gold in the Darkness: The Way of Soul in Troubled Times,” led by Jim Hall and Cheryl Hellner.  In preparation for the retreat we were asked to read an essay by Mary Evelyn Tucker, “Learning to Navigate...
“Love of Tender Things”

“Love of Tender Things”

“Every day has something in it whose name is forever.”  (Everything That Was Broken, Mary Oliver) Recently that “something in it” was the sight of my granddaughter and two friends plucking wine berries from the bushes by the dirt path and...
“The hardest love we carry”

“The hardest love we carry”

Last month I stood with a circle of sixty people or so on a rocky beach on Long Island Sound and sang up the moon. As the soft full circlet of the moon rose above the water, the coral sun sank in the west. We gazed in awed silence, chanted, recited poetry. The...
Other Possibilities

Other Possibilities

The old willow stump by the creek has sprouted pale green fronds.  The crocuses are pushing up through brown leaves. Water in the creeks gurgles irrepressibly over rocks, bird song wafts delicate music in the trees, and frogs make frothy love in the ponds. Spring has...